RASPBERRY LANE
As I walked out in Raspberry Lane
I chanced for to meet with a mistress of fame
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
'twas about midnight, what could he want more
She showed him the was to the old tavern door
He called for a candle to light him to bed
Likewise a napkin to tie around his head
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
Early next morning this sailor grew bold
Into her apron threw a handful of gold
The gold it did glitter and it dazzled her eye
She said, "Won't you marry me?" "Oh no, not I
"But keep yourself single until the next spring
To hear the larks whistle and the nightingales sing
My ship is a waiting and in it I must go
To the home I love and the friends that I know"
"Here's a health to the sailors that sail on the sea
Don't wed a foreign lady, but keep yourself free
With your sky blue jacket and your tarpaulin on
Sail the salt seas as I have often done"
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RASPBERRY LANE
As I walked out in Raspberry Lane
I chanced for to meet with a mistress of fame
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
'twas about midnight, what could he want more
She showed him the was to the old tavern door
He called for a candle to light him to bed
Likewise a napkin to tie around his head
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
Early next morning this sailor grew bold
Into her apron threw a handful of gold
The gold it did glitter and it dazzled her eye
She said, "Won't you marry me?" "Oh no, not I
"But keep yourself single until the next spring
To hear the larks whistle and the nightingales sing
My ship is a waiting and in it I must go
To the home I love and the friends that I know"
"Here's a health to the sailors that sail on the sea
Don't wed a foreign lady, but keep yourself free
With your sky blue jacket and your tarpaulin on
Sail the salt seas as I have often done"
As I walked out in Raspberry Lane
I chanced for to meet with a mistress of fame
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
'twas about midnight, what could he want more
She showed him the was to the old tavern door
He called for a candle to light him to bed
Likewise a napkin to tie around his head
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
Home, dearie, home and home it will be
The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree
Now growing green in North Amerikee
Early next morning this sailor grew bold
Into her apron threw a handful of gold
The gold it did glitter and it dazzled her eye
She said, "Won't you marry me?" "Oh no, not I
"But keep yourself single until the next spring
To hear the larks whistle and the nightingales sing
My ship is a waiting and in it I must go
To the home I love and the friends that I know"
"Here's a health to the sailors that sail on the sea
Don't wed a foreign lady, but keep yourself free
With your sky blue jacket and your tarpaulin on
Sail the salt seas as I have often done"